Page 164 of Florian's Bride


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What can I say?

We are a loud bunch.

“The view is worth the price for this place, that’s for sure,” Santiago says, catching Briseis’s hand and pulling her toward him until she ends up in the crook of his arm, and he kisses her. “Where are you going, querida?”

“To get more ice.” She motions with her head toward Remi, who sits on a lounge chair. Penelope leans on him while he rubs her baby bump. After years of trying for kids, they adopted twin boys that we saved from a trafficking ring and, to their surprise, got pregnant with their baby girl. She’s been drinking cold lemon water because she always feels hot. “Penelope munches on those all the time.”

Santiago grins and takes the bowl from her before giving it to one of the maids nearby. “Could you please bring us some ice?” She takes it from him, dashing inside the house and leaving us alone. “Anything for my future goddaughter. Sometimes I think I spoil Penelope more than you do, amigo.” I bark a laugh when Remi flips him off. “Awww, be nice. You should appreciate me being such an awesome godfather.”

“He has a point there,” Octavius speaks up, throwing his head back as he sits on one of the chairs while Isla trails her finger over his scar and kisses it. “Let him be excited.”

“Like you were excited about Florian promising to buy Gloria her first motorcycle at sixteen?”

“It’s still up for debate.” He shoots me a warning glare, and I shrug.

Nothing my goddaughters want is up for debate, and besides, he’s one to talk. Forget refusing Isabella. He’s not even strong enough to say no to the boys, and obviously, that makes him their favorite.

I wouldn’t have it any other way, though.

“I’m proposing a toast.” We all focus on Remi. “We’ve all been together for ten years now, even if Florian decided to get himself some rest and got hitched one year later.” I blow him a kiss, and he resumes his speech. “We’ve had a lot of ups and downs, but I think I speak for everyone when I say that the past ten years have been the happiest years of our lives.” The men whistle in agreement while the women roll their eyes. “So let’s drink to us.”

Santiago lifts his tequila shot up. “Only in unity…”

Remi finishes for him, raising his whiskey glass. “…we survive.”

“Because…” Octavius follows, and they all turn to look at me.

My life flashes in my mind like an endless, beautiful, tragic, yet passionate kaleidoscope.

From us all growing up together, to becoming teenagers who had to commit a crime in order to save one of us, and finally to becoming men who created a brotherhood built on loyalty. An inseparable unity driven by the desire to kill and destroy. Our different pasts didn’t separate us. Instead, they connected us, and we stood by each other no matter what.

And finally, all of us fell in love and found the women who changed everything.

Power, money, status.

We have those in abundance, but our greatest treasure and wealth will always be our friendship, without which none of us would be here.

Clearing my throat, I lift my own glass high in the air while holding their gazes, and say…

“…in love do we thrive.”

Once upon a time a villain corrupted a princess.

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